Monday, February 12, 2007
one of the hardest things to do is saying goodbye and letting go. it is as hard as breaking a crystal because you'll never know when you will be able to pick up the pieces again. more often than not, they who go, feel not the pain of parting: it is they who stay behind that suffer, because they are left with memories of a love that was meant to be, a love that was.
we are embarrassed to find ourselves alone. unfair as it may seem, but that's the way love goes. that's the drama, the bittersweet and the risk of falling in love. after all, nothing is constant but change. everything will eventually come to its end without us knowing when, without us knowing how, without us even knowing why. and we must forget not because we want to but because we have to.
in letting go, sorrows come not as a single spy but in batallion. it seems that everywhere you go, everything you do, every song you hear, every turn of your head, every move of your body, every beat of your heart, every blink of your eye and every breath you take always reminds you of him. it's like a stab of a knife, a torture in the night. funny how the whole world becomes depopulated when only one person is missing. just imagine, there are billion people on earth and yet it seems you feel lonely and empty without the other.
sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same. and the worst part of letting go is that its the only thing to do. cause whats holding onto something thats not holding onto you. eventually it will all just fade away, and everything will be alright again.
cause i pray that you'll come back someday, but lets not count on that.
yours truly
